Master, your little fox is going to practice dual cultivation again (17)

"I'm so close to him...I just want to scare him..."

It's not like we're going to do anything to Zhang Jixin.

Besides, he was a man of taste, and he looked down upon Zhang Jixin, who looked plain and was a sinister villain.

Su Zijin didn't listen to his explanation and without hesitation placed Jiang Ye behind him.

It was as if his acupoints were pressed and Jiang Ye couldn't move at all.

That’s too much!

"No excuse."

The cold and abstinent master looked at Jiang Ye coldly, speaking in a domineering and unquestionable manner.

"From now on, you are not allowed to be more than a hand's distance away from other men."

Otherwise, there will be severe punishment and no loan.

Looking at Su Zijin who was very stern in front of him, Jiang Ye slowly rolled his eyes to show his dissatisfaction.

Su Ziqing frowned, but did not rush to teach Jiang Ye a lesson.

After all, there are others to teach.

Su Zijin turned around and walked in front of Zhang Jixin.

A snow-white long sword, the sharp tip of the sword pointed at Zhang Jixin's chest.

Just a little force and Zhang Jixin would die.

Zhang Jixin was so frightened that his face turned pale and he was trembling. He never imagined that Su Zijin left Xueyang Peak not to avoid the gossip and ridicule of the people, but to find Jiang Ye who brought him infamy.

With a face as pale as paper, Zhang Jixin shook his head as if begging for mercy, "Venerable Zihe, I am the master's disciple... Please don't kill me, don't kill me..."

Su Zi stood tall and graceful, her cold eyes slightly glanced down at the frightened man on the ground.

His thin lips opened slightly, his voice was cool.

"So what, Master?"

"Master Nanhua can't protect himself, so I can't protect you."

Having said that, Su Zijin stabbed Zhang Jixin's arm with his sword without any hesitation, making a "swish" sound.

In an instant, as blood gushed out, the spiritual power in Zhang Jixin's body began to evaporate.

This is all the skills he has accumulated after practicing for more than 800 years!

But under Su Zijin's sword, all of them disappeared!

Zhang Jixin felt worse than death at this moment. For a cultivator, having his cultivation level reduced to nothing in an instant was like a devastating blow!

However, Su Zijin did not let the man in front of him go. His brows were as cold as snow and he just stared at Zhang Jixin calmly, but said words that made Zhang Jixin even more terrified.

"You have two choices."

"Die by my sword, or - confess to someone else."

Confess what he and Nanhua Zhenren had done.

Including this time when he forced Jiang Ye away, he immediately tried to take Jiang Ye for himself and keep him as his own treasure.

As long as other people can know the true faces of this master and disciple, the next thing will be easy to handle.

Zhang Jixin looked extremely painful. He knew that if he didn't confess, Su Zijin might really kill him...

But if he confessed, he and his master would be ruined, and would be condemned and despised by everyone!

Just as Zhang Jixin was struggling in pain, Su Zijin's sword was slowly sinking into Zhang Jixin's chest.

He didn't have the patience to wait for Zhang Jixin to get entangled.

After all, Jiang Ye was standing right behind him.

Watching Su Zijin's ruthless actions, warm yellowish liquid suddenly gushed out from Zhang Jixin's body. His heart seemed to have forgotten to beat, he was extremely scared.

His face was horrified. "Okay, whatever you say is fine... As long as you let me go, as long as you spare my life, I will go back and explain everything to the other people at Xueyang Peak..."

As long as you still have a life left, it is more important than anything else!

Su Zijin withdrew the sword in his hand expressionlessly.

But when she saw the light yellow liquid under the man, her brows suddenly frowned.

He quickly turned around and left with Jiang Ye.

…

"Why are you following me?"

"Also, since you were watching me from behind, why didn't you come out to help me when I was fighting that guy?"

He finally managed to subdue Zhang Jixin, but Su Zijin stepped forward to take advantage of the situation!

Isn't this bullying him? ! !

Looking at the little fox whose cheeks were about to bulge, Su Zijin stopped walking.

He turned around and pushed Jiang Ye against the tree trunk.

There was no ripple or trace in his cold eyes and brows, as calm as a thousand-year-old pond, deep and restrained, rigid and abstinent.

"I just want to see how powerful the magic of a little fox who learned from me is."

The thin pink lips opened and closed, "How dare you plot against Master."

When Su Zijin mentioned the fact that Jiang Ye was plotting against him, a hint of cruelty appeared in his deep eyes, and he lingered over Jiang Ye in an oppressive manner.

Jiang Ye swallowed guiltily and looked away.

"…Is there? Why don't I remember…"

Su Zijin stared at him intently, Jiang Ye's face and the peach tree behind him reflected in his pale pupils. He spoke word by word.

"Do you need me to help you remember?"

Although he didn't have a ferocious face and didn't speak in a hysterical tone, Jiang Ye was still quite frightened.

He felt that Su Zijin was angry.

Because he was plotting against him, he secretly absorbed Su Zijin's magic, and then used the absorbed magic to take advantage of Su Zijin's unpreparedness and remove the protective shield that Su Zijin had cast on him.

Then he left quietly without saying a word.

Jiang Ye lowered his head slightly, his long, thick eyelashes covering the depressed and guilty mood in his eyes. He spoke in a muffled voice,

"sorry……"

Su Zijin's anger did not subside despite Jiang Ye's apology.

Instead, it is getting worse.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"

Jiang Ye's slender white fingers fiddled in his sleeves, and he replied as a matter of course, "I know... because I lied to you and plotted against you..."

Su Zijin looked down at Jiang Ye's head.

And the fox ears on Jiang Ye's head that popped out of self-blame, but the iceberg-like coldness in his eyes never melted.

Jiang Ye's head was forced up by Su Zijin, who held his chin.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Su Zijin's angry and slightly gloomy gaze.

"You were wrong to leave me without saying a word."

"Even if you want to lie to me, or plot against me..."

Su Zijin's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cold expression gradually relaxed, revealing a hint of helplessness and pain.

"But don't leave me."

When he woke up and found Jiang Ye was gone, he felt for the first time what it felt like to have his heart hollowed out. He never wanted to experience that kind of pain again in his life.

Especially since it was Jiang Ye who took the initiative to leave.

Jiang Ye looked at Su Zijin's sad expression and was about to open his mouth to comfort him, but he was suddenly hugged by him.

There was a faint scent of snow lotus flowers lingering around, as clean and cool as the snowflakes on Xueyang Peak. Jiang Ye felt so comfortable in this embrace that he didn't want to move at all.

I just want to stay in this person's arms until the end of time.

"Just think of it as if I can't leave you."

"Aye, stop doing this..."

There are some things that Su Zijin hopes will never happen.

After hearing what Su Zijin said, Jiang Ye couldn't help but raise his head from his arms. His beautiful gem-like eyes looked at him pitifully and he confided his true feelings.

"But...what will you do if I don't leave?"

Su Zijin has stayed on Xueyang Peak for a thousand years. The disciples on Xueyang Peak were reluctant to let him go and would rather kneel on the ground to beg Su Zijin to stay.

He did the opposite.

The disciples on Xueyang Peak were all looking forward to his departure.

His existence is like a stain on Su Zijin, tarnishing Su Zijin's reputation.

With him as his disciple, Su Zijin's cold and holy character would be ruined.

Su Zijin is clearly a highly respected and spotless immortal.

Knowing what Jiang Ye was thinking, Su Zijin slowly raised her hands, and her slender white fingers slowly touched Jiang Ye's eyebrows. Su Zijin looked at him lovingly.

"Stupid Aye..."

"If you leave, Master will really not know what to do."

Su Zijin gently caressed Jiang Ye and said softly, "All the people put together are not as good as you."

So, no matter what other people say, no matter what kind of rumors they are, it doesn't matter.

Because what he wants is always the person in his arms.

Jiang Ye's eyes couldn't help but start to feel hot for a moment, and he didn't know why, but at this moment he couldn't control his emotions.

"But if you do this, I will still blame myself..."

If Su Zijin was criticized because of him, even if Su Zijin himself didn't care, he would not be able to feel completely guilt-free.

Looking at Jiang Ye, whose eyes were as red as a rabbit's, Su Zijin didn't give him a chance to speak, and leaned down and kissed him.

The two soft lips pressed tightly together and caressed each other.

At this moment, Jiang Ye seemed to be behaving well.

Su Zijin felt so distressed that he wished he could melt Jiang Ye into his own bones. He hugged Jiang Ye tightly and kissed him earnestly and passionately.

After a long time, Su Zijin finally let go of Jiang Ye——

"Even if Aye blames herself, it's too late..."

"I have asked Gu Wanzhou to tell others that from now on, you and I are no longer master and disciple, but Taoist couples."

Originally, Su Zijin wanted to speak out in person about this matter, but he really didn't want to face anyone else. Now, he only wanted to face Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye's beautiful eyes widened and he was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth. He was slow to react and opened his mouth.

"Daodu..."

Su Zijin hummed softly.

"Everyone outside knows about our relationship. It's too late for you to leave..."

The man with a sage-like appearance bent down and whispered softly beside the little fox's furry ear,

"So, don't run away anymore."

Jiang Ye's fair and snow-white cheeks gradually turned red.

He pinched his fingertips, looked up at Su Zijin, licked his lips, and spoke awkwardly.

"But……"

"I prefer the master-disciple play, what should I do..."

Su Zijin could understand what Jiang Ye meant. He gently curled the corners of his lips, and a warm and gentle look that belonged only to him rose on his snow-capped face.

"We can call ourselves Taoist couples to the outside world, and call ourselves master and disciple in private."

"As long as Aye likes it, everything is fine."

Jiang Ye was confused for a long time, not knowing whether he should speak to Su Zijin.

He somewhat wanted to be the father of Su Zijin.

He is the dad.

Su Zijin is the son.